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What I did not understand then is that I was not just inviting people in. I was inviting their frequency. Their chaos. Their unaddressed wounds into the very environment where my soul was trying to grow. And then I would stand there bewildered wondering why my peace kept evaporating, why my growth kept stalling, why everything I was trying to build kept hitting a wall I could not see.

I would look around and find myself in the same heartbreak, the same financial strain, the same hollow arguments — just with different faces and different dates. It felt like I was running a race on a circular track. No matter how fast I ran I always ended up back at the starting line of my own misery.